Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth. (Even though, as I'm sure everyone else
does too, wish to own the sock that was undoubtedly stuffed in David's
spandex.
Seriously.)
AN: This silly little story has been sitting in my brain for the past few weeks, and I've finally gotten off my lazy arse and done something about it. Oh dear.... And now, without further ado......
What Slavery Entails
By: Golden Twilight
After the party was over, Sarah exhaustedly flopped onto her bed. She was surprised her dad or Karen had not come up to see what all the ruckus was about. She just gave a short shrug.
"Oh well, might as well not think about that now." Sarah yawned and stretched her arms over her head. Her muscles weren't used to being this active and she was just beginning to feel the effects of it.
As she gazed tiredly up at the beige colored ceiling, Sarah's thoughts drifted to her recent adventure. Her new friends, the suffocating stench of the Bog of Eternal Stench, and yes, even the Goblin King. Her eyebrows furrowed and a deep crease formed on her forehead.
Sarah could almost hear that deep, regal sounding voice inside of her head even now. 'Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.'
Just what exactly did he mean by 'slave'? By all accounts it sounded as if Sarah herself were meant to be the one dominated by that insufferable King. She pursed her lips, giving more thought to that one phrase than absolutely necessary.
'I will be your slave' kept repeating itself over and over again until her eyes widened.
Slave....her slave.
Sarah emitted a soft "Oh" before deciding a cold shower or some ice wouldn't be such a bad idea at the moment.
Since when had her room been this warm?
Meanwhile....
A pair of mismatched eyes watched the girl amusedly from beyond a crystal ball.
"Dear, dear Sarah......" Jareth gave a hearty laugh, attracting the attention of most of the brainless goblins in the room not involved in drinking contests or passed out on the floor. Then and there he decided to pay his dear Sarah a little visit.
"This should be extremely amusing." A feral grin spread across his angled face before Jareth popped up to the Aboveground.
She could have sworn someone was behind her, but when she'd looked behind her there was no one there. Sarah shrugged and turned back to the tedious task of cooling herself off.
"Hello Sarah." She could actually hear the smirk in his voice and with that her world went dark.
Sarah had fainted.
And the infamous Goblin King couldn't have been more pleased than he was now.
Er....But let's not get into the details of that one.
AN: Yes, you may now all tell me how twisted my mind is. =P Reviews very much appreciated.
Seriously.)
AN: This silly little story has been sitting in my brain for the past few weeks, and I've finally gotten off my lazy arse and done something about it. Oh dear.... And now, without further ado......
What Slavery Entails
By: Golden Twilight
After the party was over, Sarah exhaustedly flopped onto her bed. She was surprised her dad or Karen had not come up to see what all the ruckus was about. She just gave a short shrug.
"Oh well, might as well not think about that now." Sarah yawned and stretched her arms over her head. Her muscles weren't used to being this active and she was just beginning to feel the effects of it.
As she gazed tiredly up at the beige colored ceiling, Sarah's thoughts drifted to her recent adventure. Her new friends, the suffocating stench of the Bog of Eternal Stench, and yes, even the Goblin King. Her eyebrows furrowed and a deep crease formed on her forehead.
Sarah could almost hear that deep, regal sounding voice inside of her head even now. 'Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.'
Just what exactly did he mean by 'slave'? By all accounts it sounded as if Sarah herself were meant to be the one dominated by that insufferable King. She pursed her lips, giving more thought to that one phrase than absolutely necessary.
'I will be your slave' kept repeating itself over and over again until her eyes widened.
Slave....her slave.
Sarah emitted a soft "Oh" before deciding a cold shower or some ice wouldn't be such a bad idea at the moment.
Since when had her room been this warm?
Meanwhile....
A pair of mismatched eyes watched the girl amusedly from beyond a crystal ball.
"Dear, dear Sarah......" Jareth gave a hearty laugh, attracting the attention of most of the brainless goblins in the room not involved in drinking contests or passed out on the floor. Then and there he decided to pay his dear Sarah a little visit.
"This should be extremely amusing." A feral grin spread across his angled face before Jareth popped up to the Aboveground.
She could have sworn someone was behind her, but when she'd looked behind her there was no one there. Sarah shrugged and turned back to the tedious task of cooling herself off.
"Hello Sarah." She could actually hear the smirk in his voice and with that her world went dark.
Sarah had fainted.
And the infamous Goblin King couldn't have been more pleased than he was now.
Er....But let's not get into the details of that one.
AN: Yes, you may now all tell me how twisted my mind is. =P Reviews very much appreciated.